I looked over my shoulder and past dad, who'd just climbed off me and was wiping his cock clean on my undies. Two men in flannel were standing there in our campsite. We'd parked in the busiest spot at the gay nudist campground and he'd told me that some one would be able to spot us, hopefully.
"We heard you fucking ur boi is all, and figured we'd ask," the second man said. "We're here for a campout but our boi's weren't able to come this weekend with college finals and all."
"Well, I wouldn't want to see two dads go without," mine said. "If you help me set up our tent, you can take turns on him all weekend."
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